Dream Journal
I was sitting in a large hallway kissing an older woman. She pushed me away briefly and I asked her what she wanted.
She told me to go back to my room and put on a cap-sleeved nightgown and mumbled something else. I told her that I didn’t own a cap-sleeved nightgown, and in fact didn’t own any type of nightgown whatsoever. When I told her that I did own a slip-like chemise, she said that would be acceptable.
I asked her what else she had said I should get from my room, and she repeated that I needed foot powder because my feet stunk. I looked at my naked feet and wondered what was wrong with them because I’ve never had problems with them before.
I walked into my lavish room and found my roommate going through her closets. She seemed distraught and afraid of getting caught by someone, but she wouldn’t tell me who or what it was about. I wondered if I could grab a chemise and some powder from the bathroom without her asking any questions. I sat watching her for a while before I got up and left.
I went down a different hallway and ended up following my old pastor and his wife. They wandered through a beautiful room brightly lit with huge windows, and I quietly turned away.
When I found the area where I was supposed to meet my companion, there were three couples I knew from Homer surrounding the area within plain sight and I didn’t feel comfortable knowing that they were there.